I decided to use mind play to torture her. I sat across from her in class on purpose and every time someone wasn’t looking or paying attention, I’... flip up my skirt and flash her! After a couple of times, I could see the wet spot on her yoga pants, but I could tell by the look on her face she really didn’t mind. The bell rang and I walked up to her.“Did you enjoy the show?” I asked in a sexy voice.She took my hand, ran me to the love nest (our secret hiding spot at school we found), and she put. I continued to play with her until she could not sit still, but all the time her eyes were glued to the scenes unfolding before her. The woman there was now tied to a Saint Andrews cross and had a large rubber penis stuffed up her cunt adding additional pressure on the butt plug still up her arse. Suddenly Eleanor sat rigidly still and tried to clamp her thighs together as her climax broke around my finger.I took my other hand and begin to pinch her bound tits, which seemed to inspire even more. My mind often returned to that last week in Ohio before I'd left my home, my wife, my job, and all hope of any kind of life. Oh, that's not right either; I had a life. It was a life of self-pity and despair, but what the hey, it was more than some folks had, right.I wondered if Jenna had divorced me; I was sure she had. Probably married her asshole lover. What a laugh. He'd cheat on here too. Fact was she just wasn't all that hot a lover. Who was I kiddin', she was a great lover; I was the. Lynn had changed a lot in the six years she and Todd had dated. Sometime over our sophomore summer, she had bloomed. She was gorgeous, tall and lithe and blonde and tanned and perfect. Her high, saucy breasts caught more than one eye as she walked down the hall, and the rear view was even better. Her tight, taut ass was something to behold. The boys had started coming around then, hanging around Lynn’s locker, asking her out, trying to pry her away from Todd. To Lynn’s credit, she had stayed.